Wednesday, June 21, 2006

You are such a dear to meI’ve never been without you.You were there at my first stepCheering me on with laughter.

You are the one who taught meTo hold my first guitar.You placed my fingers on the strings,Oh how the music came alive!You’re the one who answered meWhen I asked about the birds and beesAnd smiled rather coylyWhen Mama said,“She asked you.”

You showed me how to climb that mountainCalled the Ross Park slideAnd took me to the theme park thereTo let me ride the rides.I never felt deprivedOr poorer than other folks,When pastoring a small churchIn southern Idaho.A pastor’s kid I cherishedBecause of your great attitude,Your love and devotion to the ministryMade me want to live like you.

Now years have passed and time has stolenYour beautiful dark brown hair,But white sure does become youYour as handsome to me as ever.

My thoughts are fond as I now ponderGrowing older I can seeThe blessing of a Godly fatherLasts through eternity.